What's mine is yours Though you were never mine My gracious doors Are open wide
I gave my hand I gave my whole life too But you took my plan And turned it into bad bad news
I need an explanation An emancipation From this revelation that I can not bear I need some information I need a real foundation You gotta have some wisdom That you'd like to share
Tell me, how Can you judge me Before we meet Tell me, how Can you hear me Before I Before I Before I speak
My heavy head My heavy mind My skinny self Is working overtime
You ate my words And spit them out And those who heard Are left without a doubt
Mold me Fold me Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
